It took her a few months to gather the courage to contact
her childhood friend. She thought it would have been awkward
to just give her a call. Plus, she doesn’t have her number.
She remembered the kind of friendship they had and the
great times they shared. It’s a good thing they’re friends on
Facebook.
She sent a message, “Shortskin, this is Waldo, are you
there?”
Time stopped and she was transferred back to the 80’s.
A few minutes passed. She panicked, I’m sure she’s busy
with her life. What am I doing? What am I expecting from her?
Beep.
“Shortskin here, what’s up Waldo?”
“Papa’s dead.”
Writer’s
I’m sure she remembers our code names.
“...I’m coming over”
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